2.15.2007

V-Day Memories

We had such a good V'day. And it didn't hurt that it was also a SNOW DAY, so Daddy stayed home! We always have little parties, so we had a "Valentine Party" complete with card making, cookie making & gift opening!

Gabe doesn't yet know the significance of these two letters!
The baker hard at work on the Valentine cookies.

Ready for our *HOT* date at the "The Castle" (aka Whiteys).

I was trying to get a good photo of the kids for a frame I gave Jeff,

Gabe nearly had a breakdown, so I subbed in.

How sweet is Strawberry Shortcake?

So cute!!!!

2.12.2007

A Little Reminder

Reading Baby Noah's blog is a regular thing for me now. I asked Jeff this morning, "How can I grieve for a baby I never knew?"
When I read all her medical posts & saw the pictures of the tubes & needles, it took me back to the days Flynn spent in the NICU. Granted, we went through NOTHING CLOSE to what the Gravesons went through, I'd never insinuate that. But it did jog my memory.... enough to look up to see if Flynn's caring bridge site was still active. And it is! (click on the title)... if you have a moment, you can read the journal entries I made most of the days she was in the hospital. It was such a hard & sad time for us. I always say that one of the worst feelings (definitely the worst thing I went through) for a mother is to have her child taken from her. And that's literally what happened with us... Flynn was born, then had to be transported from my hospital (which was a very poorly-equipped hospital with NO staff or means to treat an ill infant) to Cardinal Glennon. Then I laid there another four days & heard babies being taken to their mommies & families going home, knowing my baby was in the city without me. I remember laying there in that hospital bed praying for NOW... what I mean by that is praying that there would be a day (like today) where Flynn was healthy & home.
And... Flynn is a healthy thriving girl, whom we have NOW! Thank God! He is good & His mercies endure forever! We have it so good... I hope I never seem like I'm complaining. If I do, remind me of those days, the days when I wanted these days.

2.11.2007

Let Me Call You Sweetheart

I'm in love with them...


2.09.2007

Date Nights

No, I don't mean Jeff & I... I mean Jeff & The kids.
Every week I spend a night at work. Not the 'whole' night, but I'm gone 5-6 hours; so it's definitely a Daddy night for the kids.
Jeff could spend the bare minimum, meaning, he could just 'get by.' You know, make sure they don't eat anything poisonous or set the house ablaze... be sure they get supper & are put in bed at a decent time. But that's not all he does.
The nights Mommy works is "Popcorn Night." He & Flynn make popcorn. Since she can't have microwave kind, they make it from scratch (which is better anyway!). They play hard & if it's a bath night, they get a bath.

When I start to feel sad that we can't buy our kids lots of stuff, these are the things I remember. Because I know, these are the things they'll remember. They aren't going to remember if they had a Barbie Jeep or the $200 Buttercup Pony. They aren't going to remember that when we go to Target, they get a toy to play with while they're AT THE STORE (which gets put away before we check out).
But they're going to remember Mommy & Daddy reading to them everyday. And doing art projects. And going to church together. And Daddy's date night with them when they make popcorn.

2.06.2007

Big Boots to Fill

Size 13s to be exact.
Papa's work boots are more like waders.
But that doesn't matter.
He looks good.
And since he loves his Papa so much,
it's no wonder he loves the boots.

2.03.2007

Reading it has Changed my Life

I've been a little obsessed. Reading it whenever I have a free moment... staying up late reading it. Sitting there staring at the screen & sobbing.
A family, just like any other, touched in such a way... a way all of us hope we're never touched, yet they'd have it no other way.
They're hoping through this situation, they're touching many. And they are. As for me & my motherhood, they've reminded me of how things could be & why I'm thankful they aren't. After I read this, I held Gabe a little longer, forced more kisses on him and was more patient than Flynn. Instead of go-go-go last night, Jeff & I did nothing but played with the kids. He took her & I took him & we went into their rooms, sat on the floor & played play, completely directed by them, for an hour straight.
So what I should tell Noah's family is - for our family - as I'm sure is the case for many other families, they've reminded us how fleeting life is. Since heaven is a promise for believers, the fleeting moment of this life is just the thin curtain between us & Christ. But for a parent, the reminder of that fleeting moment makes each minute more precious.
So when Gabe was up for an hour in the middle of the night, I asked Jeff if he could just lie between us. We took turns rubbing his thin hair & wiping his snotty nose. I wasn't upset that I was losing sleep. I was thrilled that I had quiet time with my baby boy.
And this morning when I lost my patience with Flynn & yelled at her. I apologized, I don't want there to be a second when she isn't sure of my abundant, unconditional love.
Be sure you have kleenex on hand and be ready to have your viewpoint changed... even if only as temporary as your mind remembers. Click on the title. And God bless Noah's family.

2.02.2007

Groundhogs Rule!

I think I have a typical attitude when it comes to the seasons. I always want the NEXT season & like the present season for only a few weeks. As soon as the "new" wears off, I'm ready for the next one.
Well, the honeymoon is over for winter & me. I'm tired of him & he's been taking advantage of me....doesn't tell me he loves me anymore...and I can't remember the last time I got flowers. I'm sick of his snow & how cold he is to me. And if he sticks around much longer, I'm going to have to tell him to pack his old frosty bags & hit the trail.
There's someone else. His name is Punxsutawney Phil. I like him now.
He has told me of sunnier days ahead. I can just see us frollicking in the bright meadow...the sun on our faces... me in lighter fabrics... him in just his fur.

1.31.2007

Happy Mommy

FLYNN, NO FEVER + GABE, NO FEVER = HAPPY MOMMY

1.30.2007

Deep Thoughts, by Flynn

Remember, "Deep Thoughts" by Jack Handey? We're going to start a little feature, here on Life & Times of Life at Home, called "Deep Thoughts by Flynn" (I realize that it would flow better if I used her last name, but sometimes I cautiously omit the use of our last name as there are crazies out there).

Flynn was sitting in her chair at lunch & turned around to stare out the patio door.
"I'm like the trees."
"I'm growing big and tall."

1.25.2007

Dozens O' Cousins


It occured to me this morning,
that my kids
have approximately
1 dozen

cousins.

1.22.2007

SPILLVILLE pop. 4

This morning, I had exactly 44 seconds to get downstairs, start a load of laundry, take out a load, grab something out of the car & bring the laundry & the thing from the car, back up the steps & into our room....
...to be back upstairs to be sure that none of the children choked on their breakfast, while they were momentarily left unattended...
OR to be sure Gabe didn't catapult himself out of his seat as he is rarely "clicked in" these days.

No easy feat for an overweight mom who is grossly out of shape.

While I was filling the washer with random, yet easy to dump, clothes, I heard Flynn scream. "Help Mom, Help!"
I just kept throwing the clothes in because I knew I was almost done.
"Help Mom."
"Nevermind Mom, I've got it."
That's the part that really alarmed me & thus, made me even faster.

I had a feeling it involved a spill. So when I came around the corner, I wasn't too suprised to see Flynn's sticky (soy) milk, all, over, the, table. A whole glass.
She was actually making matters worse by "taking care of it" & was sweeping it toward her with her napkin.

I was in a hurry. I had to leave soon for a staff meeting & still had no make up on & no one was dressed & I needed to round up my stuff. You know the drill.

So, it was all to easy for me to start getting mad. "Flynn! Darn it!" I felt my blood pressure go up & got even more mad to see her sweeping it onto her lap & into all the little grooves on her booster.

Then I remembered, 10 hours earlier, "The Great Spill of 2007", as Jeff & I have dubbed it:

The WHOLE fam was waiting out in the car & I wanted to get them each a cup of juice 'to go.'
So I quickly grabbed the GALLON JUG (you'd think we have a family of 6 rather than 4) that was BRAND NEW & VERY FULL. Pulled it out of the fridge & just as though it were filmed & played in slow motion that very full & heavy jug dropped straight down out of my hands. Down to the floor with such a ker-plop that the entire bottom literally imploded. Meaning the bottom of the jug completely dismembered itself from the rest of the jug. Like waves from the ocean the juice came GUZZLING out of the jug. It was happening so fast that I literally screamed so loud that Jeff heard me in the driveway, where he & the kids were waiting in the car.
I had no idea what to do. The juice was like a tidal wave & it was flowing so fast toward the carpeted livingroom & rolling under the appliances.
Oh yeah baby, when I do it, I do it right.

Jeff ran in & told me I needed to calm down. But all I could do at that point was to cry because a.) what a mess & b.) it was a brand new bottle of juice & we all know how much $3 means to us right now.

I cleaned the mess up while he returned to the kids but not before it rolled under the stove AND the refrigerator & found the hole where the waterline of the icemaker runs, which meant the juice poured down onto the a/c duct & then poured & dripped into the laundry room...all over the washer & dryer & a BLUES rug & all over the floor & anything in that room.

I said all that to give this Festusian Proverb:

"Don't cry over spilt milk..
or spilt juice."

1.20.2007

Cute Cousins


Elissa, Baby Mallory, Hannah & Flynn, take a break from their stroll around St. David's gym.
High concentration of cuteness right there!

1.19.2007

If Only I was Five


Then I could live in this house.
This is a PLAYHOUSE.
A Playhouse!
A playhouse nicer than MY house!!!
Complete with siding, bay windows, a veranda & dormer windows!
We passed this on our way home from Malden.
We did a U-turn & I, of course, whipped out my camera.
The thing is though, the playhouse was nicer than the actual adult house!
Some lucky kid!!

1.18.2007

She's Going to be a Firefighter


For the longest time, Flynn claimed she was going to be a doctor, actually, she said, "I'm going to be like Dr Diehl" (her pediatrician).
'Fine by me!' I thought. She'll make a ton of money. It's a safe profession. It's highly revered & respected. Very rewarding.
She had plans of doctorhood for probably a year. She contantly checked our breathing with her fisher-price stethoscope. She loved giving shots. Goodness knows, she'd had enough practice being at the patient end.
Then yesterday all that changed. I'm not sure if she saw something on tv or in a book that sparked her interested, but she excitedly informed me, "Mom, When I am a firefighter, I'm going to grow up!!" (I assumed this was meant to be reversed).
I guess I was a little shocked, although, why should I be? This girl is anything but girly.
I explained to her, in case she didn't know, exactly what all firefighting entailed.
She nodded her head, like she knew it all.
Then she told me...
"I want to wear the hat."

1.16.2007

Well, if I didn't want to diet before...


then, I certainly want to now....








This picture was taken the day after Jeff's surgery, by our church pal Chris... who came to the hospital saying he was seeing Jeff.
But now we know his real intent.

Black mail.

Blasted camera phones.

We Shouldn't Have a Problem With Self-Esteem

Flynn's new thing is to list all the people she loves. Not on paper, just outloud.
"I love you Mom. I love Dad. I love Bubby. And I love myself."

1.15.2007

Ahh, the Smell of New Books...

Nana, being the gift expert she is, got Gabe & Flynn (among many other gifts), a giftcard each for Barnes & Noble.
I've forgotten how much fun it is to both shop & actually know you're going to be buying something and browse a bookstore.
Barnes & Noble has an excellent children's section and even has a Thomas the Train wing with a train table (doesn't matter to my kids that they have one at home they can play with) & every book & accessory to go along with Thomas.
Also, now you don't just buy your favorite book, you buy plush to go along with it, and a CD of songs that go with it, and a keychain (or something weird like that).
Books, books everywhere. And I'm just as nuts about them as they are.
Sandra Boynton is in our top 3 right now and that's what Flynn spent her giftcard on (lucky for us, today Boynton's books were buy 2 get 1 free!)
Bubby chose a chunky board book complete with swinging jungle animals in a bus. He also chose (with much influence from Daddy), Dr.Suess' Put Me In The Zoo, one of Daddy's favs, perhaps his altime favorite. Mostly, he just wanted to run down the aisles & screech a high-pitched, girly scream (we're hoping that tone lowers within the next 14 years).
See how great giftcards are?...you not only buy someone someTHING, but also the experience of going & getting it. I'm not always a fan of shopping, but this time was an exception!

1.14.2007

Lots of Prayers Answered

Mystery swirls around abductions...
To those who track child abductions, the mystery surrounding the boys’ discovery stood out.
According to the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children, about 58,000 children are the victims of non-family abductions. The vast majority of those children are returned safely.
An average of 115 cases, however, involve children taken by non-family members for long periods, put up for ransom or killed by their abductors. Of that number, about 60 come home safely, said center spokeswoman Joann Donnellan.
But what makes the boys’ case rare, Donnellan said, is the fact that a single abductor took multiple children. The case was made rarer still by the length of Hornbeck’s captivity, Donnellan said.
Investigators who made the incredible discovery turned Saturday from euphoria to some troubling questions.
A uniquely joyful family reunionJan. 13: Craig Aker, stepfather of a 15-year-old Missouri boy who was found after being missing four years, describes his family's elation.
Nightly News“It’s hard to believe that somebody could be that brazen,” said Craig Akers, whose stepson Shawn Hornbeck was abducted in 2002 at age 11. “This has been going on four years, and he’s been right under our nose the whole time.”
Neighbors said Devlin hardly appeared to be keeping secrets. He had lifelong ties to this middle-class suburb of 26,000, family in the area and apparently no criminal record beyond a pair of traffic fines. He was often seen coming and going from his jobs at a pizza parlor and a funeral home, and nothing seemed odd about a teenager seen hanging around his place.
Neighbors didn't notice anything unusualThe landlord at the apartment, Bill Romer, said he was in the apartment once to fix a plumbing problem and saw the teen, apparently Hornbeck, sleeping.
“As far as I knew, that was his son living with him,” Romer said. “The kid’s bedroom didn’t even have curtains on the windows.”
Rick Butler, 43, said he hadn’t seen anything odd or unusual from the apartment.
Huy Richard Mach / St. Louis Post-Dispatch
Police escort kidnapping suspect Michael Devlin in Union, Mo., on Friday.
“I just figured them for father and son,” he said.
Harry Reichard, 33, who lives in the apartment directly above Devlin’s, said he would hear arguing and banging noises at all hours coming from the apartment.
Alma Rodriguez often saw the teenager riding his bike in the parking lot behind the complex. Her husband, Mario, sometimes saw him throwing a football with another boy. Hornbeck did not attend school during his time in captivity, his stepfather said.
Craig Akers said Shawn had seen benches plastered with his missing-person poster. The boy even told his stepfather that a picture intended to show how he might have aged since his kidnapping was an “insult.”
The case recalls the improbable survival of Elizabeth Smart, the Salt Lake City teen taken for nine months by a religious zealot. After her return, many questioned why she didn’t flee her captors, despite many apparent chances at freedom.
Fear used as a weaponStephen Golding, a forensic psychologist who examined the suspect in the Smart case, said captors often establish control over their victims through fear.
“People are led to believe, through someone taking advantage of their vulnerabilities, that leaving is not an option, that things will get worse for them or will get worse for others,” Golding said.
Both boys were abducted from rural areas of eastern Missouri about an hour from metro St. Louis. Hornbeck disappeared Oct. 6, 2002, while riding his bike in Richwoods in Washington County. Ownby was taken soon after getting off a school bus Monday afternoon in the Franklin County town of Beaufort, a beat-up white pickup seen by a schoolmate the only real clue.
On Thursday night, police in Kirkwood noticed a truck matching the description while serving an unrelated warrant at a nearby apartment.
‘It was quite euphoric’When FBI agents walked into Devlin’s apartment a day later, Ownby asked them, “Are you going to take me home?”, and another teenager in the modest dwelling identified himself as Hornbeck — reported missing 4½ years ago.
“Obviously it was quite euphoric,” FBI Special Agent Roland Corvington said Saturday.
Hornbeck’s parents dealt with their grief over the years by devoting themselves to bringing missing people home. They said having their son back was evidence for parents of other missing children to never give up hope.
“I still feel like I’m in a dream, only this time it’s a good dream, not the nightmare I’ve had four-and-a-half years,” his mother, Pam Akers, said at one news conference, draping her arm around her son.
At the other, Ben Ownby grinned as his mother recalled that soon after his return home, Ownby went to the computer to play video games.
“We’re just ecstatic,” Doris Ownby said. “Don’t want to let him go out of our sight.”
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1.12.2007

Surprising Discovery

The song, Daniel, by Elton John makes a really good lullaby, when hummed to Gabe.

1.08.2007

Oh The Nerve

Jeff & I spent Saturday evening on a date, which consisted of a movie & dinner.
After the movie ended, a packed-tight theater VERY SLOWLY exited...very slowly. The few bloopers there were, were over & absolutely NOTHING was on the screen but the blackness with the white credits rolling.
So, we were standing, creeping step by step toward the end of the aisle, when we heard a loud & somewhat ogre-esque voice behind us, "Hey, you make a better door than a window!"
Immediately assuming someone was joking, or that I'd turn to see someone I knew, I whirled my head to the man who LOUDly sat behind us through the entire film.
"We can't see through you."
My reaction was a much nicer than it should've been, "We're trying to leave."
"Well, you aren't getting too far, are you?!"
Jeff then chimes in, "Have fun watching the credits..."
"We're trying to, but we can't see them."
I could quickly see this was an ignorant low-life just picking a fight & wanting to have an exhange with someone, so I ended it by pulling Jeff in the other direction & squeezing our way through the crowd toward the exit.
Now, I might not be brilliant but those who know me are aware of the gift I have of quick wit & the ability to humorously embarass someone in about 2 seconds. In a moment, I had that guy sized up & had remembered that HIS cell phone rang in the middle of the film & that he commented (quite loudly) how his 3 & 5 yr olds would've loved the movie. So, it would've been nothing for me to insult his size, his poor wife & made him embarassed about some aspect of himself that was made obvious to me so quickly.
But I didn't.
Five years ago I would've put him in his place.
10 years ago, I would've publicly humiliated him.
And 15 years ago, I would've used such brash & downright mean criticism that he would've no doubt left the theater with a need for therapy & plastic surgery.
I guess I took the high road...or the God road.

That...

and...

Jeff said to him as we were leaving,
"Do you have a ride back to the home?"

1.05.2007

Proud of my Nieces

Mattie gives to Locks of Love.
My nieces are so generous. They have sweet & giving hearts.
If you needed anything, they'd give it to you (including their hair.)
Last year, KK donated 12 inches.
And my sister says that Hannah says she's going to grow to donate her's.

1.04.2007

Happy 32nd Birthday Jeff

First of all, look at how gorgeous he is. I know, I know, you're all thinking, 'How did SHE get HIM?' And lest you forget, I didn't always look like this. I was once with a girlish figure, being without child. And my wardrobe consisted of stylish clothes, mini skirts, tight pants...not mom jeans, pj pants & baggy shirts.

Secondly, Jeff has this gift, this miraculous disposition, in that he sees inside. Can you believe he constantly tells me that I'm 'hot'?! He truly does act like he's more in love with me now, than when I was that chic with a girlish figure.

Thirdly, he has to be the BEST husband & father, out of all the ones God created (& I realize there are some pretty great ones out there, as my Dad is a terrific father.) He is so patient with the kids, so understanding with me. He does far more than is expected of him & does it as Colossians encourages, just like he's doing in for God.

Did you know that every single night, initiated by him, we pray before going to sleep? So, that's my way of saying what a Godly husband & father he is. Takes his family to church every week. And demonstrates, to the kids & me, what it looks like to walk in the light of Christ.

Jeff, last year was a rough year. We went through a lot...and we also experienced a ton of very cool things...an awesome vacation, our kids growing & thriving in health, Bubby turning the big one, my new job at the church. I know this coming year is going to be one of great favor. You deserve it. I hope your 32nd year is the best yet. We love you.


1.01.2007

Grandma Weldele

Jeff's grandma, Anita Weldele passed away Sunday morning.
He's so blessed to have had two grandmothers all these years.
He has so many memories of her.
We visited her a few weeks ago & took the kids.
She said, "Let me see these 'little people'" (referring to Flynn & Gabe) & Flynn sang her a song.
Of course, I'm so glad we saw her recently and am beating myself up that I don't have a picture of her with Gabe. I guess there can always be regrets.
She was pretty neat, made sure we each got a beautiful wedding quilt when each grandkid got married. And she was quite proud of the paintings she had done before she went to live at Delmar Gardens.
Jeff has a chair in his classroom, from when she moved from her house to Jeff's aunt's house. It's a swivel rocker & we call it "Grandma's chair."
It's quite broken down at this point & getting dirty.
But I have a feeling he'll keep it a while longer.

12.30.2006

A Rough Holiday Week

So we've had a bit of a rough week...

One week ago, Flynn was getting over a virus...103 temps, etc. Puking, etc. And Gabe was finishing up his own little thing w/ some high temps.

Then Christmas.

Then Jeff's appendicitis.
And surgery.

And now, Flynn has strept. Sheesh. And on the way to the dr's office this a.m., she puked all over everything she was wearing.
And the carseat.

I've heard a few comments. Jokes about our "luck" & our illnesses & how when we do 'it', we do it all the way. What, w/ my crazy medical, unhealthy year last year & our crowns, appendectomies, infected throats.

Here's some silver linings to our clouds this week:
Jeff having his appendicitis the day AFTER Christmas & not the day before.
Flynn having a 3-day 'sickness break' over Christmas.
We have insurance.
Everyone is here with us now.

That's a lot to thank God for!

And tomorrow, we all get to spend the day together.
That's more to thank God for!

Happy New Year!

12.28.2006

Daddy's Appendectomy

Well, what a crazy last few days....ugh.

The day after a wonderful Christmas, Jeff started having some serious pain in his stomach & side, which I passed off as 'overdoing' it or as a virus. When he moaned & complained for about 12 hours, I was afraid of appendicitus & rushed him to the ER.

The next day after a long night in an ER folding chair, they decided to remove it.

And thank God, tonight he got to come home.

We're so excited...the kids were thrilled to see him.

And he's this happy.

Click it, you won't be sorry.

12.25.2006

Flynnisms


Flynn was eating clementines when she started choking. I said, "Flynn...oh!, you scared me!!"
She said, "Mom, I scared myself."

I asked her what her favorite Christmas song is....she told me it's Jingle Bell Rock.

She was singing in the bathroom & Daddy said, "Flynn, are you going to go to Julliard?"
She said, "No Daddy, I'm not Julie Yard."

We've been working with Flynn on her manners.
And I think she's doing pretty well with please & thank you.
"Flynn, are you ready for nap?"
"No thanks Mom."

12.22.2006

Linus Christmas Monologue

No one says preaches it better than Linus!

12.19.2006

6 Socks Left


There are only 6 socks left on the sock-advent countdown.
How can Christmas be just around the corner?
We have a very busy-holiday week. And are counting down the days 'til Daddy is on break (perhaps we should have a countdown to daddy vacation break chain).
I got my Christmas present a little early last week...
What every girls wants...
a
$650
CROWN
and I don't mean a princess crown...
I mean the kind you have put in
while spending 2 hours
in a
dental
chair.
And Jeff, got his Christmas present last month.
A
$1,050
glorified
oil change.
Gotta love those German cars.
All in all, how can we complain?
We are together, unlike some families this year.
Our children are healthy, some kids aren't.
We have a home, a warm home, and our bills get paid each month.
We know firsthand, the reason we all celebrate December 25th.
And we know firsthand the gift He gave us.
Doesn't get much better than this...
Merry CHRISTmas.

12.15.2006

The Gold Box

This is an awesome story that made me cry when I read it. We've all lost our patience with our kids. This will make you think twice next time you do....

The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said, "This is for you, Momma."The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.
She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner."Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and GOD.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

12.14.2006

Santa is comin to Town








We saw him Saturday & get to see him again today at MOPS. What's fabulous is that last year, no one wanted to sit on his lap. And this year, they can't get enough of him. Gabe even loves people dressed in character. Look at these pics from Saturday...

12.12.2006

'Tis the Season

How can this not be your favorite time of year?

You know,Santa Claus, and ho-ho-ho, and mistletoe... and presents to pretty girls...

11.28.2006

Little Bit O' Blog Is Better Than None At'all

I keep not blogging because I'm so busy....I think, I don't have time to upload pics, etc.... so then I find myself not bloggin at all.
So here ya go, a catch up on the past week's events minus any extras.

Thanksgiving was great. A great meal & the entire family together -- the ENTIRE family together. (pics will be posted on that, just not now...sorry).

Flynn's b'day party was Sat nite. How cute was it to see a long table w/ her & all her friends at it!! I could have scooped everyone of them up on a spoon & eaten them.....it was THAT cute!! How can she be big enough to have friends, let alone friends at a party. Aaaahh!!! (again, pics will be posted).

A long weekend with a wonderful hubby. If that's all I had & nothing else, I'd be content.

11.21.2006

THANKSGIVING Acrostic

Three (Flynn's new age)
Health
A new church (since last year) that we love
No surgery this year
Knowing Christ
Sissy
Gabe
In love with my hubby
Volumes of blessings in my life
I have so much to be thankful for!
No hospital stays (for anyone!) this year
God (last but not least)

11.19.2006

Happy Birthday to my Baby Girl

How did this happen?
How did that tiny baby that grew inside of me, become an independent, smart, witty little girl?
How did a helpless little baby, turn into a little person? Someone who makes sentences, makes art projects, makes her name, makes her own drink.... and makes me crazy.

Little Flynn,

Today you are three. And what you've done is given Mommy & Daddy the best three years of their lives. Before you, we thought we were happy. We thought that because we found love in each other, it couldn't get any better. Then you came along. And you taught us the real meaning of love...and happiness. And every day since, you've exercised our emotions. And made us laugh and cry and everything between.

This past year, you learned so many things. You learned how to write your name ... you learned your colors & shapes ... you learned prepositions and how to bite really hard. You learned what a spanking is and how to stomp your foot & say, "NOT FAIR!"

You are so beautiful. I know this because every stranger we see comments on you. You love to put on Mommy's make up ... but I always remind you that you were pretty before you put it on. Your big dark eyes are framed by long black eyelashes. Your turned up nose gives you the most precious profile.

In church you've just learned about Moses. Last week I caught you retelling the story about him striking the stick on the ground & it "turned into a snake." You also learned about Jacob. And most importantly about Jesus. My prayer is that you learn more about Him. And the best day of my life will be the day you make a decision for Him to be your savior.

I pray a lot of things for you....

I pray that you always know your value, that you never settle in life.

I pray that you're always surrounded by family, and friends, the kind that I've always been lucky to have.

I hope you always do things because you want to, not because of what people will think...or what you think they'll think.

I hope that you wake up every morning, thanking God that He's given you another day to live for Him. And that when you wake up, you know no pain or discomfort.

I pray that you'll always know how much you are loved. No matter what you go through, you'll never feel alone.

I pray that you have confidence and when you go for what God has planned for you, you know you'll achieve it.

Those are the things that come to my mind right now. While I sit here awake, thinking of how this past year -- and the two before that, have flown by. While you lay in your bed & quietly sleep.

Daddy helped you make a birthday chain & everyday he & I would comment that we couldn't believe that our baby was going to be three. You 'graduate' from "Parents as Teachers" & it makes us laugh, you shouldn't be too old for anything yet.

Keep making us laugh. Keep loving us & loving Bubby. Keep singing & dancing. Keep that zeal that you have right now -- your ambition & outgoingness are a couple of the many reasons that so many love you.

I love you more than you'll understand for a long long time.

Love,

Momma

11.17.2006

My Favorite Part of the Day

You thought I was going to say NAPTIME, didn't you?

Well, it's not.

There are some days, although few & far between, when I wake up before the kids.

But on those days, I get to relish a very wonderful moment.... when I watch Flynn swaggering down the hall, straight from a deep sleep. Rubbing her eyes like a sleepy bear cub, she can barely see past the blinding light to find me. And when she does, she mutters a grovely, "Up Mom" as she motions for me to take her into my lap. I love to hold her & know that it might be the only time during the day that she'll sit still - or sit at all - on my lap.

Gabe is the same story. Although he's bound to sleep longer, he'll let me hold him & he'll lay his head on my shoulder.... I can see his binky bobbing up & down.

The moments are brief, but oh so precious.

11.16.2006

Three Links Left on the Birthday Chain











I can not believe that in three days, my baby girl is going to be three.
I'm excited that with time, we get to explore new places, see her do new things.... but why does that mean my baby has to grow up?

11.10.2006

Time Grabs You By The Wrist & Tells You Where To Go

Is that not profound?
Wish I could claim the quote as my own but it actually belongs to the song made popular in the 90's, "Time of Your Life".

I am not the world's best mom. I'm not the worst. But I'm trying. And next to living my life for Christ, it's the thing I think about most in my life. And I try all the time.

Yesterday at MOPS, the guest speaker said, "children are like wet cement." Yipes. Could I feel more guilty?
At the times I have yelled.
At the times I have spanked.
At the times I've said, "I'll read to you in just a minute. let me finish my work."

And this is not just a relationship. Not a friendship, in which you have a certain amount of time in which to perfect your interractions.
Flynn will only be 35.57 months today.
And Gabe is only 14.45 months today.

I only have one chance to mother. And they only have one mother. Time is fleeting. Like I said before , I want to freeze time. When I hold Gabe's long body & his legs hang off my lap, seemingly further than they did the day before, I remember.
It's going by so fast.
I don't want to have any regrets.
I want to be a good mommy today.
Or as Flynn says, "Momma."

I'm going to go.... Flynn wants me to read to her.

11.09.2006

J & Christine's Wedding

Wow, am I behind or what??! Their wedding was 2 weeks ago. Remember, back in the day (like 6 mos ago!), when I updated my blog almost daily. Ahh....sigh....

Anywho, this was one of the most beautiful weddings I've been to. And flawless by the way. Christine was beautiful & her flower girl wasn't too shabby either ;)

Enjoy these photos.

11.06.2006

Happy Fall






It's going by so quickly.

Thank God I have photos to savor those moments.

11.02.2006

Time to Pray

My Aunt Alice (my mom's sister) was diagnosed last month with Multiple Myeloma (Bone Cancer). She began treatment on that day at the Bone Marrow Division at Siteman Cancer Center. And had her first chemo treatment the other day.

She withheld this for a month....My cousin was getting married (Sat.) & she didn't want to spoil his big day.
I am asking for each of you to pray for her that the chemo and meds will drive all the bad cells into remission forever. God healed my aunt from this same type of cancer in 1991.
We believe that He will heal her (Psalm 30:2: O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me) & that we will have her for many many more years. We also pray that she will not be sick with these treatments and that she will have a peace (Philippians 4:12: And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.)

Please add my aunt to your daily prayer, to your church's prayer list, to anything you can...
My family thanks for your prayers.